The life of a fighter is not an easy one, but you have grown accustomed to it over the years of hardship. Your name is Saban and you are a brawler skilled in unarmed combat, fighting in many duels for the amusement of bloodthirsty crowds. Currently, you are getting ready for the next and probably the last match of your career before you set out on a new path in life. But this is not the time to think about it. You should probably focus on the upcoming fight.
As you enter the small arena, the cheering of an unwashed crowd watching from tribunes above greets you. A wide selection of street scum, ranging from thugs to drunkards, all coming here in hopes of witnessing senseless violence. Gods, how you hated those people.
While the fight organizers were finishing introductions, you measured your opponent. He was a well-built man, just a little shorter than you. His confident and well-coordinated movement suggested an experienced fighter. Overall nothing you can't handle.

So, how do you deal with it?